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banging; vibrations. it's all resonating from your walls. it's rough, shakes your brain and makes you squirm. there's definitely not people in your walls, you know that- there's no way, the walls of your apartment were paper thin! but the thought festers in your mind. a tree branch taps your window a few times in the autumn wind, and it makes everything so much worse. the creeping feeling of being watched seeps down your spine like ice cubes. "wrench..?" you mutter, tugging his sleep shirt a little. your boyfriend moans softly, snuggling into his pillow. "wrench..!" you whine out; your paranoia growing as you glance around the dark room anxiously.
"wrench, please..." you beg, voice barely above a whisper. "wha's up?" your boyfriend finally slurs out- arm draping over your waist. "do you hear that?" you ask, huddling close as the two of you go quiet. the banging sounds throughout your apartment again, louder this time. "oh for fuck's sake..." wrench sighs, squeezing you slightly. "don't worry, it's just the neighbours being pricks. you know the frat boys, they won't hurt you." he tries to assure you, yet you huddle in; hiding your face in wrench's neck.
"aw, sweetheart... i won't let anyone hurt you." your lover tells you, squeezing you close as you try to relax. wrench gently rubs your back, pressing kisses to your shoulder. "no ones gonna grab you when i'm here, babe. i'm your guard dog." he jokes, hoping it would cheer you up. with a sniffle, you giggle slightly; your hand slipping into his blonde hair to cradle his head closer. "do you want me to go over and tell them to shut up?" he asks, kissing your jaw. "no, it's okay. i just need to wind down." you mumble, and wrench nods. "i get that, don't worry."
with your lovers arms engulfing you, you settle quicker than usual; almost dozing off again until the bangs start up again. wrench, tired of the noise, sits up in your bed; banging back on the wall. "shut the fuck up!" he yells, and the noise stops. you laugh a little as he lies down once more, pulling you close. "there you go, baby." your boyfriend smiles, and you give him a soft kiss. "thank you." you mutter, gently stroking his cheek; just under his birthmark. "no problem, sweetheart." wrench grins, kissing you back. "my knight in shining armour." you mumble, laughing breathily. "i still prefer guard dog."
"guard dog it is then." you giggle, thumb caressing his cheekbone. "mhm.. i'd definitely bark for you." wrench teases, squeezing your hips. "hey..!" you laugh, letting his forehead press to yours. a few moments pass, and you soak in each other's presence. "are you feeling better?" wrench asks softly, and you hum. "a lot better." your fingers gently run down his jaw and to his chest, grasping his shirt a little as you nuzzle into his neck. "good. i don't want you all panicky." he yawns, squeezing you tightly to himself. "i don't want to be panicky." you reply, kissing his neck.
soon enough, you completely relax, clinging to wrench tightly as you tangle your legs with his own. slowly, you trace over one of the tattoos on his arm, resting your head under his chin as the two of you lay in silence. "i love you." you confess, neither of you had said it before; but it felt right now. wrench smiles brightly, squeezing you so hard that you squeak slightly. "i love you too." he replies, fluttering kisses along your jaw and neck. with a bright smile, you stop tracing over his tattoos, dozing off completely. wrench feels a light fuzzy feeling in his chest, if he was wearing his mask; he would be displaying heart eyes permanently. "i love you, so so much.. i'll always keep you safe."